When my beloved passed by me,
Her arabian scent touched me,
got me out of the unknown island,
where dinosaurs still roamed;
A sudden resurrection from the
dead!
Suddenly the spring breeze
stopped,
My joy vanished in a moment...
...like fllashing of lightning...
...followed by a thunder sound,
A bolt from the blue...
...fell upon my heart!
I felt my beloved whispering
to me:
You still are not worthy for me.
Mykoul
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